Jesper's mother had told him to hurry up. One thing
that Jesper didn't need to be reminded to hurry up
with, was brushing his teeth. The taste from the ex-milk
was not very pleasant. He walked to the bathroom, but only to find
that it was occupied. He knocked on the door. A furious voice
responded:
"What's the matter? Are you grudging a poor lady a short
private moment to make her look her best."
Since Theresa was in a hurry, she occupied the bathroom just for
another 43 minutes. By a fantastic coincident, this time was
precisely equal to the time it took for Jesper to get dressed,
and to wait 41 minutes outside the bathroom door. When Jesper finally
entered the bathroom he realized that Theresa had thrown away his
well used tooth-brush and the half filled tube of tooth-paste.
However, with the aid of his right forefinger, and some shaving soap,
he brushed his mouth. At least the bad taste in his mouth changed
flavor.
When he had finished he walked out of the bathroom.
Theresa pointed at him and said:
"We don't want to be charged extra at the airport for bringing
too much luggage. So, be careful not to bring anything that you
don't need. I manage to pack only twice the allowed weight for me,
so you can pack hand-baggage for yourself.
And hurry up, the plane for Fiji leaves in two hours."
"Fiji! But I thought that Wilfy..."
"Hurry up I said!"
Since Jesper's tooth-brush was gone, and his rather simple hair-do
needed no care, Jesper manage to pack all his things in a small
enough bag to bring as a hand-baggage. Surprisingly, he even
managed to remember his passport.
Jesper then carried both Theresa's giant suitcases, and his own small
one, to the pink Cadillac. The time lost, putting on her makeup,
Theresa then compensated with 'rather'
adventurous driving to the airport.
At the airport Jesper and Theresa immediately noticed that the
'wanted-picture' of Jesper was all over the place.
Jesper hesitated:
"Maybe it is a bad idea to try to take a plane today?"
"A bad idea? It was my idea! Do you call my ideas bad?"
"No, ma. Of course not.
"When you now finally have become famous, I really hope that you are
following me really close, so that all people can see that
I'm your mother.
I really hope that you not leave me now when I finally can be proud of
you."
It was the first time ever that Jesper had heard his mother say that
she was proud of him, so he said:
"O.K. I follow you, ma."
When they came inside Theresa noticed that the first class
tickets were on sale.
They only costed twice as much as an ordinary ticket.
Theresa started to argue that she could travel first class, if Jesper
traveled in a suitcase. This to the same price as if the both
traveled in the lousy tourist class.
However, when Jesper realized that
his credit card should pay the tickets since 'Well, I paid for
the trip to the airport, so it is only fair if you pay for
the next leg of our trip.', he refused. They bought the tickets and
walked to the customs.
The personnel at the airport had been given special instructions.
One of the most dangerous men on earth had escaped
from prison yesterday.
He should probably try to leave the country. The criminal was bald
headed, but was almost certainly wearing a wig
to complicate identification.
The orders to the customs supervisors was to investigate everybody
that they could suspect had a wig. Many, more or less, bald headed
men in wigs and tupés had their hair removed by the supervisors.
The reactions of the bald men, when their hair were removed, span from
embarrassed giggles
to furious rage and treats of summons for defame.
However, Jesper, who had no wig,
passed the customs and entered the plane without any problems.
At the airplane Jesper sat next to a girl that was extremely afraid of
flying. Jesper, who was a very nice person, made an attempt to calm
down the terrified fellow passenger:
"You should not be afraid little girl. I've read that this type of
plane only crash once every three years. It was three years ago since
the last crash.
The crash the last time actually happened
exactly three years ago today,
and the plane was identical to this one, and
it was also flying to Fiji.
How big can the risk be that two so identical accidents occur.
Not big I say, even if it the 13:th today.
Furthermore, even if we crash there is at least one good thing about
the plane-crashes; you almost never
get hurt real bad since you die."
Jesper continued to console the girl. He didn't realize that he had
scared her unconscious.
When Jesper finally, ten minutes later, looked
at the girl he said to himself:
"My smooth voice has done it again. She sleeps
like a baby."
He felt real good with himself,
and started to read a folder about Fiji. One good thing, however,
with Jesper's speech was that blacked out girl didn't wake
up until the plan safely had landed on Fiji Airport.
Jesper and Theresa took a cab to Hotel Suva.
Theresa hired a single room at
the first floor.
Theresa suggested that Jesper could sleep in the bat-tub.
Since Jesper's credit card paid, he agreed that one single
room was enough. When they came into their room, Jesper had to go to
his 'bedroom'. A few minutes later, weighing 0.5 kg less,
he realized that
he needed to get away from his mother real soon, or else he would
probably get a nervous break-down. He immediately decided to run away,
and opened the bathroom window, and jumped out.
Tattered and torn he realized that the floor that from the front
was the first, not always was the first floor on the backside.
However, his wounds was not worse than he
could walk down to the middle of
Suva
without any help.